The Death Racers

At the door that separates the formal living room and dining room, there’s a basic-black chin-up bar. Erin and Eldar Spahic are having their morning coffee; he’s gulping his out of a super-size-me beer stein, and she is sipping hers from a round mug that doubles as a soup bowl. Photo by Nancy A. Ruhling Erin and Eldar have entered the 2014 Death Race. Caffeine is their training fuel of choice, and they really need to chug-a-lug jolts of java because this weekend they are going to participate in the 2014 Death Race. Participate is the key word. Only 10…

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The Baker’s Son

When the outdoor table is empty, Vincenzo Vaccaro takes a break and a seat. He lights a cigarette and in between smoke rings pours black coffee down his throat. Photo by Nancy A. Ruhling Vincenzo’s the owner of Vaccaro’s Italian bakery. Soon, he’ll be doing what he does every day. He’ll be making pizzas and sandwiches for Vaccaro’s bakery, which he and his father, Francesco, own. Don’t get the wrong idea. Vincenzo isn’t going to do this forever. Yeah, it’s true that he was born in a bag of flour and has …

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